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... The Hungarian nights charged at the Mongol soldiers and just as they reached them the Mongols on their very nimble little horses divided and road around each flank of the Hungarian Knights and before they could do anything the Mongols had slaughtered them from behind. The castle fell to the Mongols.

We spent about an hour walking the castle and climbing to its highest point for a view of the Danube river below and the settlements on the far bank.

High above the alpines amongst the clouds, I gaze upon the pine trees and valley towns. Birds echo along the foothills as clouds scoot up the ravine, perched on a granite boulder, I enjoy the stillness. Passing the ridge we venture down through the trees to the distant sound of water. Arriving at Zamkovskeho Chalet nestled in the pines we duck into a cosy cabin for a hot Turkish coffee. Walking alongside the rushing waterfall, it's loud applause cheers us on. The mountains grow as ...

Purple and yellow flowers line the edge of the grassy granite path as we venture upon the mountain ridge towards Mt Chleb. The fresh alpine air cleanses my lungs from the metropolis's stain. I sigh a grand relief as I view distant towns, ahhhhhh. Arriving at our camp at the foot of the high tatras (the mountain range between Slovakia and Poland) we pitch our tent and admire the beauty. ...

... moved her chair back to see what the band were doing, to which Ben came out with the best one liner (apologies if it's a 'had to be there moment, but it had us in stitches): "ooh, I love it when you move your chair like that, it sends vibrations up my bum which feels soooo good" - ummm...okayyyyyy... After dinner, we headed back to the hostel to make sure everything is ready to go to tomorrow, and to get an early night, ready for an early start and exciting day! ...

... out trekkers and skiiers. That evening, after Tero has left, I spend an hour walking up and down the main strip looking for something healthy for dinner and wind up with a McDonald's salad! I have forgiven the town even before the shaky Soviet era van-Polish pop music blaring-has dragged us twenty minutes into the mountains for my day walk the next morning. The ...